[Well, he is man. Just doing as men do - being protective of their womenfolk in much the same way that a caveman might have been in the face of a similar threat - had dinosaurs and humans existed concurrently in any timeline outside of the movies. With both of their heart rates gradually edging back towards a steady pace, he folds his arm carefully around her shoulder, edging her toward the other path.]

Why don't we take the back route past him? I doubt the view will be any prettier, but we should be out of snacking range.